Ravenna's POV
The moment Sylvian's bloody grin stretched wider, it was like the air in the room soured. His whisper clung to my mind like a leech.
Knew it was you.
I forced myself to step back, my pulse hammering. I opened my mouth to speak, but then—
"Ahh, our miracle worker. I was told that you needed to see me." The politician came in.
I was still shaking, but the politician hadn't caught it. The guards hadn't either. Only I had heard. Thank God. But if he spoke again, if he made it clear, everything I'd hidden would collapse.
And so I tried to keep my voice cool and professional. "Your brother isn't as simple a patient as I thought he would be. It's bad."
The smile on the politician's face faded away, and a predatory glint sparkled in his eyes. "What do you mean
